Activated: Reverse * Bullet Time

"Damn it, how could this happen!"

"Never mind, escaping is the priority."

Seeing that the Scribe was chasing after him relentlessly, Muzan had already decided to run away.

The pressure I felt from the Scribe just now was even stronger than that Yoriichi back then.

Muzan recalled the days when he was cut into more than a hundred pieces and then chased for decades!

"Before that, we need to kill Tamayo."

"The Scribe must be made to pay the price!"

With a thought, one of Muzan's tentacles pierced into Tamayo's body.

If the toxins that break down the body are injected into it, Tamayo will die from cellular disintegration in no time.

Even if Tamayo escapes his control, he is still the Progenitor of Demons!

There is definitely more than one way to kill a demon!

Just as Muzan was about to inject it, the Scribe's voice rang out from not far behind him.

"Let Tamayo go!"

Immediately afterwards, countless slashes flew towards Muzan.

It wasn't the blazing firelight, but the cool moonlight.

"This is..."

Seeing the slash flying towards him, Muzan turned his head and looked at Kokushibo.

As Kokushibo watched the incoming attack, a hint of joy appeared in his six eyes.

The Scribe is using the Moon Breathing!

Muzan really wanted to find Kokushibo and ask him what exactly happened.

But reason told him that now was not the time.

Facing the attack from the Scribe, a hint of excitement appeared on Doma's face.

With a wave of his fan, large swathes of ice crystals flew out.

However, when the ice crystals touched the slash, they were immediately shattered.

Even Doma's body was blasted away.

Kokushibo was slightly moved by what he saw.

Based on that one strike alone, he could make that judgment.

The Scribe's mastery of the Moon Breathing is now comparable to his own!

"Interesting, really interesting!"

If the current situation allowed, Kokushibo would even have wanted to abandon everything and fight the Scribe!

But now is not the time.

After Doma could only draw his Void Cry God Departure and slash with his sword.

"The Dark Moon: Evening Palace!"

After shattering the incoming attack, it continued running into the distance.

At this time, Muzan began injecting poison into Tamayo's body.

Suddenly, a crimson light flew from afar and pierced through the tentacle.

As the tentacles were burned to ashes, Tamayo's body fell downwards.

At that moment, Muzan what had pierced the tentacles.

It's the Scribe's Nichirin Blade!

"To save Tamayo, he actually threw away his weapon?"

Watching the Scribe run quickly toward Tamayo, a good idea popped into his head.

It landed slowly, piercing all its tentacles into the ground.

Extend downwards and as far as possible.

Meanwhile, the Scribe has successfully rescued Tamayo.

"Tamayo, Tamayo."

Upon hearing the Scribe's voice, Tamayo slowly opened her eyes.

Then, they saw a man covered in wounds and blood.

But that's what Scribe is.

In an instant, Tamayo felt her eyes well up with tears.

Why did you save me?

"Because you are my wife."

With a raised hand, the Scribe wiped away the tears from the corner of Tamayo's eyes.

"I told you, no matter what, I will protect you."

"But..."

Tamayo wanted to say something more, but she noticed that the Scribe's expression had changed drastically.

Immediately afterwards, several tentacles suddenly shot out from the ground.

With extremely brutal force, it stabbed towards Tamayo's back.

In the critical moment, the Scribe gave a strong push, shoving Tamayo aside.

He had already lost the possibility of dodging.

"Pfft pfft pfft"

With several piercing sounds, the Scribe's body was instantly pierced.

Large amounts of blood flowed from the wound, staining his chest and the ground beneath him.

The Scribe's pupils contracted slightly, but his eyes showed no surprise.

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, he looked down at the tentacles on his chest.

"That really fits Muzan's personality."

Seeing her husband being pierced while saving her, Tamayo screamed and pulled the tentacle out.

"Scribe! Are you alright? Don't scare me!"

"It's no use, my heart has been pierced."

Lying in Tamayo's arms, Scribe's pupils grew dimmer.

"But I don't regret it."

"Don't worry, I won't die."

As he spoke, the Scribe's pace slowed down.

Tamayo could sense that the man's aura was rapidly weakening.

"No, no, don't go!"

Amidst Tamayo's weeping, the Scribe raised his hand and gently stroked Tamayo's face.

Then he uttered two words.

With a final thud, his hand fell limply to the ground.

Chapter 641 Activation, Reverse Bullet Time

Watching the Scribe's life gradually fade away, Tamayo seemed to break down.

But she knew that now was not the time to cry.

Recalling the two things the Scribe said before he "died," a glimmer of hope flashed across her face.

"Yes, and that one too, as long as you use that."

Muttering to herself, Tamayo then took out a jar of medicine from her bosom.

It was brought by Yushiro earlier.

It contains a potion that can turn people into demons.

Tamayo opened the jar, intending to pour the medicine into the Scribe's mouth.

But they discovered that the Scribe was no longer swallowing.

Left with no other choice, she could only put the medicine in her mouth and then feed it to Scribe mouth-to-mouth.

After several repetitions, the Scribe finally responded.

The gradually dissipating aura began to stabilize.

The wound on his chest also showed signs of healing.

"It works! Great, it works!"

With tears welling in her eyes, Tamayo's face was filled with excitement.

But soon, a figure flew in from afar.

He is Shinri Masato.

Upon discovering the unconscious Scribe lying on the ground, he was initially startled, but then a sinister smile appeared on his face.

"Muzan was right after all."

"The Scribe is a complete waste!"

"You actually got your heart pierced while protecting Tamayo, you piece of trash, hahaha!"

Tamayo did not roar in response to Shinri Masato's sneer.

She simply spread her arms wide, firmly protecting the Scribe behind her.

"His heart was pierced, how could he survive?"

The real man's eyes were filled with sarcasm, but a glint of doubt quickly flashed across them.

He sensed that something was wrong.

The Scribe's breathing seemed to have stabilized.

Although very faint, it did not dissipate.

And something seems to be changing.

"This feeling... is it demonic transformation?"

Recalling what he had experienced, Masato instantly understood what Tamayo had done.

"You actually chose to become a demonic Scribe!"

But soon, another question came to his mind.

After a brief moment of shock, a mocking smile gradually returned to his face.

"Tamayo, do you think the Scribe has that much time?"

Upon hearing this, Tamayo also thought of the most important thing.

For a human to transform into a ghost, the most important thing is time.

Without sufficient time, success is simply impossible.

She had heard the Scribe say that the transformation of Kokushibo took many days.

But how long will it take to Scribe?

"By the way, I have a good idea."